Great-Full
It is “winter” here on the Sunshine Coast, and we are having an absolute ripper. I may have mentioned whinged once or twice a billion times that the only thing I hate more than Winter is birds, but of course you can always shoot birds with a BB gun. Winter just stays doesn’t it? With the wind that stings, and cold that creeps into your marrow, so that you freeze from the inside out. Well, right here, right now, none of those things are happening. I am having my best winter ever. Maybe it’s The Menopause, but I really don’t care. I’m just so grateful.
Here are some of the reasons why:
The Maroochy River. What a spot to sit and, well, just sit.
A husband who will get me a cup-of-cino to sit with. Easily the best drink invented: a coffee and a dessert in one.
Looking at this river. Ahh, the beautiful Maroochy. I wish you could see the way the water was sparkling. All of those little ripples had shards of crystal bouncing and bopping on top of them.
Days long enough to make shadows with these gorgeous ones, who own my heart.
Coming up the stairs to our own afternoon view. The air gets crisp as the sun dips down, but the big blue makes it almost worth it.
A bottle of something fancy. I’ve decided that my life is better if I have a good drop in the fridge. I don’t have to drink it (yet), I just like knowing it’s there. It’s comforting.
This thing from Sol Republic. It might not be the prettiest speaker deck in the world, but it pumps out the sound, and lights up your own colour when you log your device in.. And so the DJ battle begins. I foresee silly times ahead.
A new record, of new music.
I just found my own nirvana at JB.
How good is a new album? Opening it up, reading the liner notes. It’s just so big and so real. Don’t get me wrong, I love iTunes, but this is something special.
The sunrise at Sunrise Beach this morning. It was cool out, and cool to see. I like a later start. Thanks Winter.
One of these to go with the sunrise. No art. No frills. Just a good old George Clooney to warm the cockles. I said cockles.
Crazy times with the trees at Sunspace Cafe today: a Tropical with an Autumn one against the flawless Noosa Blue sky.
Summer in a tin.
I was gifted this today from a friend, and it is perfect for a sun worshipper like me. Smells like summers past. Makes my skin feel like it’s sixteen again (well, almost).
So there you have it. All the reasons why, for once, I’m great. And full.
Don’t tell Summer.
How is your Winter going? What is great about your place right now?
And yes, Yanks and Canadians, I know you’re in Summer already. No need to gloat.
…From The Ashers xx
Some years ago I decided that I’d be the fabulous Aunty who always had a bottle of French bubbles chilling…. I think I could always have that bottle chilling….
I think that’s a suitable idea Jen.
Winter at my place is mostly huddling in the corner closest to the fire, putting different cuts of lamb in iron pots, and blowing steam over a new book.
I don’t understand Queens land winters, I must confess, but yours does look beautiful.
Queensland! Phone.
We do that too Anna, we just have a much lower tolerance for changes in temp. We like it to be 26degrees, plus or minus 3. Anything outside that and we are bleating about the too hot/too cold.
For me, our winter is mainly about the sky. It gets really big and really blue. Something about the air is crisp.
(It was 5 degrees this morning, so I guess we get a glimpse of the cold out of the corner of our eyes).